Post by Es'faeli on Jul 15, 2018 11:50:01 GMT -5

t appeared there was some trouble aboard the ship, Faeli pondered on these black fiends as she moved through the gummi ship. They were known as Heartless from what she was told. She was merely making use of the ship as it was from some 'clan' as it was refered to as. They at least allowed some services for the people that got lost in other worlds to find their way back or to help other worlds. Apparently there weren't many that were capable of making these Gummi Ships from what is known.

Still, while she was but a passenger on-board of this ship, the pilot alerted her that some Heartless were detected aboard. So the Au Ra Bard was making her way to the storage with bow in hand, arrow placed, but not fully readied. To pull the arrow back and ready her shot was an easy thing to do, plus it depended on what kind of creatures were aboard. Also it was pointless to shoot into shadows. She had seen shadows move around before, the weaker type of Heartless were named “Shadows” if she recalled correctly.

Now in the storage, Es'faeli moved calm around. “anything in herrre?” she asked out loud in an attempt to alert whatever was there of her presence. It wasn't like she was expecting an answer, “I suggest you come out beforrre I starrrt shooting.” It just seemed like the best idea to continue talking, her eyes scanned the area as she moved slowly forward and looked over the boxes and weird block-like things, there seemed to be some bags and other things present too. Since this wasn't her ship, she wasn't supposed to touch anything, so she tried to avoid having to damage those things and tried to keep some range. If anything, she was good at jumping.

Post by Anti-Sora on Jul 16, 2018 4:06:48 GMT -5

'Oh wow, now this is a laugh.' Anti-Sora thought to himself, overhearing the announcement made by the ship's captain for people to remain cautious since Heartless were detected onboard. 'Morons. If your ship was really in danger you wouldn't exist anymore.' Of course, the rogue wasn't exactly meant to be here, but he didn't care for the thoughts of others. Traveling to other worlds in other people's Gummi-ships was far more preferable compared to migrating with other Heartless or using the Dark Corridors.

Now, he wasn't the only stowaway, the captain was correct, a few extras managed to latch onto the ship and get in; just a few Shadows and a Soldier... 'These chumps better thank me or something, ugh.' However, Anti-Sora was progressively snuffing them out. With the last of the Shadows defeated by a brutal stab into the floor, all that was left was the Soldier. As expected, the Soldier was just that, only slightly above the most pathetic of Heartless, so it saw no concept of fear and knew nothing about 'betrayal' even if said concept was effectively staring it in the face.

Pointing his weapon at the Soldier, Anti-Sora was ready to attack. At that point, he heard footsteps outside the cargo bay. Someone was approaching. Perfect, someone else could deal with this nuisance instead. With a quick dash forward, Anti-Sora booted the Soldier towards some crates closer to the entrance before silently gliding above the floor and stealthily hiding himself behind a different set of crates closer to the entrance.

Dislodging itself from a crate, the lone Soldier stumbled around until it heard a voice as someone had finally entered. Someone that it could potentially feed on. Anti-Sora simply decided to watch and wait to see what happened. Surely whoever this woman was they could deal with a low-ranking Heartless.

Post by Es'faeli on Jul 18, 2018 10:44:03 GMT -5

oving silently forward, the sudden noise of the Soldier hitting the crates had Faeli surprised. Pulling back her bow, "wh-what? Who is there?" She quickly sped forward and moved around the crates as she found the Soldier having stumbled her way. It probably had heard him, but Faeli wondered why it would have attacked some crates. If it had even done so.

Regardless, she let loose her arrow as it lighted up. Faeli used Straight Shot as the arrow was fired in a straight line at good speed into the Soldier as the creature was launched slightly back. There it faded and Faeli kept her eyes on her surroundings. Now strengthened with this skill, she didn't want to get hit by something that might have been trying to catch her unaware.

Having placed a new arrow immediately back on her bow, Faeli slowly moved towards the crates that got moved as she wanted to see if anything got damaged. "I'm sure there are more," she said a little annoyed, not used to seeing these weaker type of Heartles to be on their own. She kept herself readied to deal with anything else that might pop up.

Post by Anti-Sora on Jul 19, 2018 7:02:14 GMT -5

As a creature chained to it's instinct, the Solider had no order from a higher form of Heartless and thus was swiftly eliminated by the woman that entered. Silence fell upon the room, nobody responded to her question. Anti-Sora wasn't impressed per se, but he at least acknowledged that the woman had some measure of skill.

Fortunately, there was nothing important in those crates that the Soldier toppled shortly prior to it's demise. Sure, a supermarket might be annoyed that their cereal orders got ruined but nothing immediately dangerous got damaged.

Watching as the bow user cautiously made her way around the area, Anti-Sora shrugged and stepped out of hiding over by the entrance, he silently lifted off the ground and flew over to a box just behind the woman as she ventured in and sat down on it. "More of those chumps? Nah, you got the last one. Congrats I guess." Anti-Sora rolled his eyes with a slight groan. "So! Lets get the basics out of the way then before you do something really dumb with that bow of yours. Yes, I am a Heartless. No, I don't intend to go at people for their hearts or whatever catastrophically dumb shit you balanced Somebody clods immediately assume I'll do." Of course, Anti-Sora wasn't going to be an optimist, he fully expected to be assaulted for no reason.

Post by Es'faeli on Jul 31, 2018 7:01:20 GMT -5

his had been a little anti-climatic thus far as Faeli continued her way, the Soldier was easily taken down. It was a weak being from what she had seen before and she did fight dragons, demons, and so on in the past. Whatever these creatures were, she still felt certain they were some form of Voidsent. The fact it had been alone seemed too odd.

Coming at the boxes, Faeli slowly checked them out for what seemed to be a lot of smaller boxes containing something. Seemed like a type of food, she wasn't really sure what to make of it. It was then that she heard movement and saw a shadow flew past. Her bow was immediately readied when a voice spoke. The auri bard stepped slightly back, unsure what to make of the talking. Perhaps this creature was like the Archons. Looking at it, the being was completely black aside from yellow glowing eyes.

"And you mean you werrren't the one brrringing them on boarrrd of this ship?" she asked in return, albeit listening to his words. "Honestly, if you suspect people to believe you just like that, I think you'rrre a little wrrrong," she continued. The fact he said he wasn't intending to take hearts or anything seemed weird as things were. "Voidsent like you arrre always just out for destrrruction. Whenever they communicate, they just trrry to entice otherrrs and possess them," she continued annoyed with the creature trying to reason his way out of things. "If you want to hold the best interrrests of the people onboarrrd this ship, I suggest you rrreturn to the Void and leave us in peace," she figured she could just as well try to tell it to leave.

Post by Anti-Sora on Aug 7, 2018 10:07:29 GMT -5

"Yo." Anti-Sora gave a short and casual wave, the lazy kind a teenager out to prove a point of independence would. He had a little chuckle to himself seeing the bow-woman mildly confused. "Nah, they were already here. Its rare that any get onto a ship, well, unless they're me and don't cause a fuss about it." He shrugged explaining his view on the situation. Anti-Sora tilted his head, did he expect anyone to believe him? No, not really. "I don't care if anyone believes me. I know I'm right, thats all that matters." Shaking his head and letting out a discouraged groan. "Heartless. H-e-a-r-t-l-e-s-s. Not whatever... Voidsent are. I'm guessing they can talk? Well, lady fun fact; Heartless don't talk. None of them except me." Himself and of course Ansem, but Anti-Sora saw it best to not confuse this already dim Somebody further. "Why would I wanna posses one of you loser Somebodies anyway? Ugh, those Voidsent sound like utter tools. Relying on the power of another.. Feh! Disgusting." Now that frustration was very real. Sparks of aggression almost flew out of Anti-Sora's eyes at the mere thought of a creature that didn't persist on its own merit.

"Leave? Return to the void? Well sooooorrrrry" Anti-Sora waved his hands around mockingly. "Couldn't do that even if I wanted to." Anti-Sora spaced out for a moment, pondering the complexities of his existence. However, he reached an oddly positive conclusion. "I quite like existing, don't you? Something neither of us asked for, but we keep going with it anyway. No reason behind it. We do it... Just because." A rare blip of his positivity, influences deep within him didn't often shine like this. "But hey, good job, telling someone to just cease being. Heh, and I thought I was the asshole."

... Unfortunately, these moments were almost always tossed aside by his surface personality.

Post by Es'faeli on Sept 6, 2018 3:36:01 GMT -5

taring at the creature, then again she better had to stay... civil, made Faeli wonder what to do with the entire situation. This... guy... was definitely a Heartless, he made that much clear. Lowering her bow, she pointed at the black being, "wrrrong!" she replied a bit nervous, "Voidsent do not talk outside a verrry distinct few of them, same forrr the Hearrrtless. I have hearrrd of otherrrs that speak!"

Huffing, Faeli tried to stand up to Anti-Sora. "Not all Voidsent trrry to possess people, therrre arrre many different types, same forrr you Hearrrtless. So farrr everrrything says they'rrre similar," she continued, still a bit shakingly, "so I would think they'rrre the same thing! Just differrrent name!" This being was a bit of an annoyance, but she wasn't really wanting to harm anyone that didn't show aggression. And the only aggression came from her own reactions to the person.

"I'm not telling you to cease existing, just leaving this ship, you'rrre infiltrrrating it. I don't think you booked a flight on it, did you?" Faeli returned, somewhat bothered by how the Heartless was reacting, "you Hearrrtless can use porrrtals that connect to the Void, I meant those things." She pulled a somewhat questioning look on her face, uncertain if all were capable of that. It just seemed weird why this person was here in the first place.

Post by Anti-Sora on Sept 24, 2018 10:05:39 GMT -5

Anti-Sora waved his hands around in a mocking fashion. "Oh jeez lookie here, we got ourselves an expert on all things dark and gloomy, hoooo-wee." He scoffed, absolutely certain she hadn't listened to, nor taken in a single word he had said. "Whatever, these Voidsent sound like chumps." He rolled his glowing eyeballs in disgust at the thought of these new annoyances that might plague him in the future. "I'm suuuuure you've heard of other Heartless that speak. But have you met them? Pro tip, if my rather non-violent—" he drew a particular emphasis to the statement. "— presence happens to unnerve you, then you don't want to run into any other talkers." In fact, Anti-Sora could vaguely recall one, one that was very important. The memory was vague, likely not entirely his own. "Ansem. Avoid one by the name of Ansem." He muttered, as if to not only half-assedly advise Es'faeli but to remind himself as well.

Anti-Sora lazily floated upside down and folded his arms. "You... Do realize similar doesn't mean same, right? I see what you're getting at, but you sound like a fool. Just saying." His brutal honesty was punctuated with a casual shrug. "I mean, sure, from what you've said, similar makes sense. Both things are feared and hated, sure, whatever... But us Heartless exist because you Somebodies can't accept you're kinda shitty sometimes too. Fun fact."

The hero's shadow scoffed once again. She could keep telling herself that she didn't want him to cease, but he wouldn't believe it. "Oh, of course! How silly of me!" He mocked sarcastically. "Imagine me trying to book a flight. How well do you think that would go down? Tch, stupid." Flipping back right side up, Anti-Sora stretched. "Also, nah. I can't and won't do it. Corridors of Darkness are garbage. Crawling with grunt losers, edge-lords and extras. Ships are more fun to ride in, thats all."

Post by Es'faeli on Mar 14, 2019 9:59:52 GMT -5

onestly, Faeli didn't know what to believe. Still the creatures she had faced were at many times liars, this thing... person... could very well be a liar. Yet to judge one so harshly was perhaps wrong after all. Yet she preferred to stay cautious for all she knew, this creature was trying to manipulate her.

Slowly she placed away her bow back on her back as she noted the name to memory, but Faeli wasn't entirely sure if this 'Ansem', or 'Ansems' as it seems there might be more than one, would truly be an enemy. Considering her attitude towards this one, perhaps she should've expected the same nastiness back to her. She kept quiet for now as the creature was mocking her. "I anticipate that you'd be eitherrr shot down orrr strrruck down without a second thought by any guarrrd in the vicinity of wherrre you werrre orrrdering a ticket," she replied in a cool tone, getting a little used to him slowly.

"But rrreally, anyone that has been attacked by Hearrrtless at this point, would not trrrust you at all," Faeli continued with a shrug, "frrrom what I've hearrrd, entirrre worrrlds have been lost to the Hearrrtless. And yet, hitching rrrides tend to be considerrred wrrrong too. Perrrhaps those Corrrrrridorrrs arrre 'garrrbage', but it's less likely you'll find someone like me that will trrry to place an arrrrow orrr a bullet rrright into yourrr face orrr strrrike you down with a melee weapon on sight beforrre even thinking of asking questions." She lifted her shoulders in a shrug, "unless you can prrrove me wrrrong in that."

Post by Anti-Sora on Mar 19, 2019 7:43:43 GMT -5

Anti-Sora simply looked disinterested, but that's all it was— just a fakeout, because he was still listening. The only difference is he was pretty much acting like a moody self centered teenager. ”Yeah, people have tried that, and failed miserably cuz I’m too good.” There was both sarcasmand pride in there, mostly sarcasm though— even if he was pretty feasibly capable of defending himself. If he wasn’t he likely wouldn’t even exist right now.

”Sheesh now you’re making some sense.” Anti-Sora scoffed. ”D’you know how annoying it is to have some braindead numbskulls ruin your reputation by being at all similar? Bet you don’t.” He added, folding his arms. He didn’t really care for what was the fault of others, and realistically someone else’s screw up had nothing to do with him at all. ”I take responsibility for myself, nothing and nobody else, thank you.”

As for hitch-hiking, Anti-Sora had a pretty cut and dry stance on it. ”Lesser of two evils. Either I steal a ride sometimes or steal a whole ship permanently, and I much prefer the former.” There was also the rush of the adventure and all that but he decided to not mention that, he wasn’t fond of any residual traits from his whole self.

Anti-Sora sighed, he couldn’t avoid the explanation of the corridors though. Something within him nudged him to at least explain somewhat. ”Like I said. I’ll take my chances with a fight over those damn things.” Okay that was a bit rough, so he cleared his throat in an attempt to calm down slightly. ”There are worse and more annoying things in those discount dark tubes than out here. Tryhards gloating about how their abyssal powers are absolute, carnival level evil moustache twirling manipulators out to scrounge for minions... Shit makes me sick just thinking about it. Besides-” He shrugged too. ”Who doesn’t like a drive through space? My whole self adores it... That naive twerp.”